universed (sillie)

cold

it was cold. Behind her freckles a blush dyed her nose. Her black gloves wrapped around her fingers, a small smile tickling at her shivering lips. The snow drifted around them, laying a blanket of pure white on the grass below. Millie's eye's trailed from their entangled hands, to Sadie's pale lashes, a snowflake waltzed down landing on them. She goofily smiled at her, the soft skin around her eyes wrinkling with her smile. Millie took a step back out, a smirk etching at her lips, staring deeply into the order girl's eyes. Quickly she knelt down scooping a handful of snow and threw it hitting the girl in the stomach. Sadie rolled her eyes playfully and let out a breath of laughter, she slipped her gloves off one by one placing them in her red coat pocket. Bending down she sculptured a snowball in her little hands, she whipped her head up only to see Millie gone. She smirked as small footsteps painted the white, slowly slowly she followed the prints. Until they stopped at a trunk of a crabapple tree. The cracked branches swirled around once dancing and now frozen, twigs and flowers, all one. Her blue eyes trailed up the tree to an extending branch, her eyes stopped when she saw Millie. Leaning into the base, one leg propped up and the other hanging down to the ground. A little white bird perched on a twig just out of reach staring at her peculiarly. Her brown eyes looked straight ahead though, through the pale flowers to the city. The sky line, basking in the dull sun. She tapped her fingers against her thigh, humming their song, seemingly forgotten the little game. It was a dangerous sight, Millie looked way to pretty for her own good. The older girl began to scale up the tree, breathing in the freezing air. She hooked her leg on the slippery branch, facing Millie. Her eyes adjusted from the sky line to the freckled' girls cheeks. The two looked at each other, the sound of their small breathes and a distant bird singing lulling their beating hearts. Sadie shuffled closer, their knees touching. Slowly she pressed her lips to the younger girl's hardly even a brush but she let it linger, squeezing eyes shut. Sadie pulled back, and scrunched up her nose shaking her head, she liked this British girl a little too much. A blush covered Millie's cheek, though it could have been the cold. It could have easily been the cold.

nice i think, let me know xo

-m